Zhang Zhengchang saw Liu Zhizhong quickly come over with his phone, and his old face was even more filled with anger, "You sure grabbed it quickly, didn't you? What are you thinking in your heart?"
Liu Zhizhong looked innocent, "You are the senior leader, you spoke, and of course, I must listen, I must act quickly. I can't afford to neglect my duties."
Zhang Zhengchang truly had no words left, so he said, "Consider yourself quick-witted then! Start recording!"
"Oh, okay, you start."
Liu Zhizhong also sat up straight, the recording button on his phone already activated, adopting an altogether proper demeanor.
Zhang Zhengchang closed his eyes, his heart was in pain, struggling, but still he started speaking in a low voice.
